This is in a guys perspective by the way.
A lonely street
full of people.
Eyes shifting
searching for the next target.
Blonde? Brunette?
Red hair.
Light colorful eyes,
playful.
Hurt? Another guy,
an opportunity.
A quarter drops
catching my attention,
like a pin dropping in a silent room.
Hand swoop
smile catches.
"Here you go."
Smile continues to lure.
"Thank you so much."
"No problem."
Conversation continues.
Charm works.
Picking at the wounds.
Easy entrance.
"I love you."
Blonde? Brunette?
Blonde.

